Poetry, perceptions and purring

The Melody

The Melody

Tinkling, merry laughter falls On my ears like wondrous rain Bubbling like the freshest brook A chorus of mingled giggles Trickling through reaches of green grass Frothing over sharp edged rocks Swirling eddies round my feet as I paddle just off the dock

The breeze whistles, nudges, tickles Teasing reeds, pushes weeds around And they join me, tripping, falling Sprawling on the dewy wet ground Stretching cat like, tapping my feet With ripples in harmony All around, the fiddle pipes on In the sunlit melody

And today, I have it all, In the dampness of the shade They all play, they play for me As if for me this world’s made And they smile, I smile with them With ripples in harmony In the laughter, I hear you too You complete my melody